I’m a Slytherin, apparently. I think creating houses that people can align themselves with is the coolest thing J. K. Rowling did. If you had asked me a year ago if I would ever have a Harry Potter related costume, I would have smiled benevolently and said ‘I’m not into it enough.’ Potterverse has never qualified as a major fandom for me. I came into it late enough (after the fifth book) that I’ve always thought of it as belonging to someone else. I can say without too many qualms that I haven’t had anyone else direct me into a fandom and guide me through it. That doesn’t mean I can’t take a recommendation, but I can’t have someone who’s going to watch every bit of something with me or ahead of me.
|Pottermore's Slytherin Welcome|
Harry just always seemed to be for other people. I want to live with the things I love, and if I already see them existing, or know too much about what happens ahead of time, then the thing doesn’t become real anymore. It flattens back out into just a story, or movie, or television show. (Side note- is that how “normal” people experience these amazing books, films, and series?) If I’ve already seen pictures Lois & Clark’s first kiss on Smallville, how can I be as thrilled as if it was finally happening, right then, in that exact moment? If I see a million people quoting “Don’t Blink!” on Pinterest before seeing the episode, how can it have a gripping, ominous feel, as though I am in danger from the weeping angels in that exact second?
As much as I can appreciate it and enjoy Harry Potter, I haven’t ever found a way that I can actually live in it.
|My Slytherin outfit for|
the Renaissance Festival